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Friend vs Brother

This is a story about me and my four brothers and friends -Vijay, Bharat, Bala and Aman; whom I met in Faridabad.

Vijay - usually has an ordinary look but has a deep sense towards life.
Bharat - a carefree, fun loving but serious about his life.
Bala (Balasubramaniam) - not very serious about life and light hearted.
Aman - having  a sincere view towards life and determined about his goals.

I was elder than all these four guys. So I wanted to have command on them. I told them to call me didi (elder sister). These four guys really loved me and gave me respect a lot. They never let me feel that I am far away from my family. On any occasions, they always came to wish me and brought me to their homes, where their families gave me company. 

Vijay, Bharat and Bala started to call me didi and treated me as their elder sister. They really cared for me a lot. I never felt lonely by their presence in my life. Then the special day for brothers and sisters came and I was very much excited to tie Rakhis on my loving brothers wrists. It was the Raksha Bandhan( a celebration where sisters wishes for their brothers' safty and brothers make promise to keep their sisters safe always). I bought Rakhis for my dear brothers and went to Bharat's home to meet them all. I tied Rakhis one by one on my brothers wrists. When Aman's turn came, he just asked me politely -"Can't we be friends without  any relation?" I was looking at his face, didn't get any word to reply. He said again "I know you are the elder one and I really respect you, but want to be your friend only." To give respect towards his views, I kept the Rakhi on the table which was still on my hand.

From that day I got three caring brothers and a good friend in my life. Time runs very speedily, I went to Delhi for my career. But still on every Raksha Bandhan, I used to go to Bharat's home to tie Rakhis on my brothers wrist. Every one was busy with their career and future lives. And one day we all were in different paths of our lives. But still I remember my brothers. How can I forget those who gave me lot love and cared for me in a city where I was like a stranger!

Bharat, I might hurt you somewhat, that I still believe. But trust me my intention was not to hurt you my dear brother. There was some communication gape in between us. I still love you all and will always pray for you.
Bala hope as you are matured enough now, you have taken your life seriously. You don't know poeple around you, care for you a lot. Hope you have changed your attitude towards life.
Aman you are always be a true friend of mine. I really respect your views.
Last but not the least, Vijay you  are always my favourite brother. I would like to say thank you  all of you guys. We all had good memories altogether.
I know time has brought a lot changes in our lives, I had to leave you all but you will always remain as sweet memories in my life!!!!!

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